REVISITING BATSHEVA'S MAX

I just got an interesting comment (scroll down to last comment) on my post on Batsheva’s MAX, from someone who recently saw that performance in Bruges (one of my favorite places in the world, btw). I just point to it because I often find myself trying very very hard to appreciate a dance performance that bills itself as avant garde. And I often have a hard time not ending up with the same thoughts as that commenter…